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You released a deep and satisfied sigh. This was almost perfection. You could feel a satisfied smile develop onto your features as Johnny's hand stroked your back. You had finally captured him. Skin pressed against each-other tightly, your chests pressed dangerously, your left hand interlocked in his hair and your right rubbing circles into his shoulder blades, legs tangled. Finally he was yours. You could feel a chuckle develop in your stomach, which you tried to restrain. Johnny wasn't an easy man to please, his past had left him defensive and sour, which only increased your want for him. He was your prize, after tearing down all his walls and destroying his restrains you were able to secure your victory in an intimate hug. Tonight he belonged to you.
"If you could." You whispered softly,
"Hm?" He lazily responded, eyes closed and his head slack and resting in the crook of your neck,
"Would you throw everything away for me?" You asked gently, right hand still massaging his shoulder blades. You couldn't control your smirk at this point, closing your eyes, you focused on his consistent breathing with his rapid heartbeat.
His pause was long. Maybe he was thinking of the right thing to say.
"Yes."
It was a quiet response. If you weren't focusing, you wouldn't have heard him. Your heart was hammering in your ribcage, just like his. You let out a breathy chuckle, and moved your arms to deepen the hug.
"Me too." You responded, then kissing the side of his neck as a reward.
Maybe now he belonged to you forever.